I am Palestinian..
I was born in Syria, but not Syrian. Given a Jordanian citizenship, but not Jordanian. Living in England, but not English.
Our village was uprooted and erased from existence — I have no home in Palestine — and still I chose to be Palestinian.
Not because my parents are. Because that is where the sun likes to shine on a golden dome, where the mountain is holy, the river is holy, the olive groves are thousands of years old. Assyrians, Pharaohs, Romans, Crusaders — all came and went. We remained, like our olive trees, vineyards, valleys and meadows, we remained Palestinians.
The 15th of May was the 78th anniversary of the Nakba — and it is no different from any other day in the Palestinian calendar. Israel will kill a few Palestinians, arrest a few more, injure many more. The refugees will wake up as refugees and go to bed as refugees.
Nakba: catastrophe.
People think it happened decades ago, but take a look at how Palestinians live and you realise it is happening to the Palestinians every day.
The genocide, the attempt to erase Palestinian identity has been going for 78 years…
Meanwhile the world will watch. Most will stay silent. Many will hesitate to condemn. A few will blame the Palestinians. And some will try to do something.
Which one are you?
Our existence is our identity — and our identity is not occupation, not massacres, not refugee camps. Our identity is Palestine.
I am a Palestinian..
And Palestine should be free.
Ahmad Baker
16.05.2026
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